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| Hey, Nyarlathotep. Shoggoth tells me you might be interested in a round of golf with us. You want to play? | |
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| Are the non-Euclidian spires of Hragnathol insanely freakin' tall? Heck yeah! Nodens is coming, right? | |
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| Um, no. I was thinking maybe we shouldn't invite someone who's going to put an arrow in my ass over a mulligan dispute. | |
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| Well, then I can't go. Nodens put a tracking bracelet on me that explodes if I hang out with you guys without him. | |
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| *sigh* Then I guess we do have to invite him. Unholy crap, why is he even our friend? | |
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| Well, imagine how bad it'd suck if he didn't like you. | |
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